Chapter 625
Author: Youngblood
last update2026-07-14 23:38:22

Janelle's breath caught. "I've missed you too," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

They stopped moving, the music still playing around them. Christopher's eyes searched hers, a question hovering in the space between them.

"Janelle," he said, his voice rough with emotion. "I know I don't deserve you. But I want to earn you. I want to spend the rest of my life making up for what I did."

Janelle's heart pounded. She reached up and touched his cheek, her fingers tracing the line of his jaw
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  • Chapter 628

    The hours stretched on, each minute feeling like an eternity. Janelle sat rigid in her chair, her eyes fixed on the double doors that had swallowed Christopher. The fluorescent lights hummed overhead, casting a cold, sterile glow on the waiting room. She had refused to leave, refused to even look away from those doors.Priya sat beside her, her hand resting on Janelle's shoulder. Chance paced the room, his fists clenched, his jaw tight. Julia sat in the corner, her hands clasped in her lap, her lips moving in silent prayer. Steven stood by the window, staring out at the darkening sky. Wilfreda remained still, her presence a quiet anchor in the storm.Janelle replayed the moment over and over in her mind. The bullet tearing through the air. The blood spreading across Christopher's chest. The way his eyes had found hers, filled with love and fear and a desperate, fragile hope.I love you, he had whispered. I'm sorry.She pressed her hands together, the dried blood flaking on her skin. S

  • Chapter 627

    Christopher slumped against Janelle, his weight heavy, his breath shallow. Janelle's hands pressed against the wound, her fingers slick with warm, sticky blood. She could feel his heart beating—too fast, too weak."No, no, no," she sobbed, her voice raw and desperate. "Christopher, stay with me. Please stay with me."His eyes fluttered, finding hers. His lips moved, forming words she couldn't hear. She leaned closer, her ear to his mouth."I love you," he whispered. "I'm sorry—""Don't you dare apologize," she cried, her voice breaking. "You're going to be okay. You're going to be okay."She looked around wildly, screaming for help. People were running toward them, phones already in hand, shouting for an ambulance. The world was chaos, a blur of motion and sound.But all Janelle could see was Christopher—his pale face, his labored breathing, the blood that wouldn't stop flowing."Please," she begged, her voice barely a whisper. "Please don't leave me."Her hands pressed harder against

  • Chapter 626

    Janelle lay awake in her room, the moonlight casting silver patterns across the ceiling. The warmth of the evening still lingered in her chest, a gentle glow that refused to fade. She replayed every moment—the candlelit dinner, the slow dance, the way Christopher had looked at her like she was the most important person in the world.She thought about his words: I want to earn you. I want to spend the rest of my life making up for what I did. She thought about the hope in his eyes, the vulnerability in his voice. She thought about the kiss—soft, tentative, then deep and certain.For the first time in years, Janelle allowed herself to believe in the future. She allowed herself to hope.She closed her eyes, a smile on her face, and drifted into a peaceful sleep.***Across the estate, Christopher lay in his own room, staring at the ceiling. His heart was full, so full it felt like it might burst. He replayed every moment—the way Janelle had looked at him, the way she had laughed, the way

  • Chapter 625

    Janelle's breath caught. "I've missed you too," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.They stopped moving, the music still playing around them. Christopher's eyes searched hers, a question hovering in the space between them."Janelle," he said, his voice rough with emotion. "I know I don't deserve you. But I want to earn you. I want to spend the rest of my life making up for what I did."Janelle's heart pounded. She reached up and touched his cheek, her fingers tracing the line of his jaw. "Then show me," she said softly. "Show me the man you want to be."Christopher leaned in, his forehead resting against hers. "I will," he whispered. "I promise."And then, slowly, gently, he kissed her.It was soft at first, tentative—a question more than an answer. But as the seconds stretched, it deepened, became something more. Something that felt like a new beginning.When they finally pulled apart, both of them were breathless.Janelle smiled—a real, genuine smile that reached her eyes. "

  • Chapter 624

    Janelle thought about the Christopher she had seen in the past few weeks. The Christopher who trained with the family, who visited Harry's grave, who apologized to her with tears in his eyes. The Christopher who had risked his life to protect them in the battle against Morgana.He wasn't the same person she had known. He was trying. And maybe—just maybe—that was enough.Janelle closed her eyes, her heart pounding. She thought about Priya's words: What if you miss out on something beautiful because you were too scared to try?She opened her eyes, a decision forming in her heart. She was tired of being afraid. She was tired of letting the past control her future.She pulled out her phone and typed a message to Christopher: I've thought about it. I'd like to have dinner with you. This weekend. Just let me know when and where.She hit send before she could change her mind.Her phone buzzed almost immediately. Christopher's response was simple, but she could feel the hope in it: I'll pick

  • Chapter 623

    The café meeting had left Christopher with a quiet sense of peace—not closure, not yet, but a beginning. He had walked back to the estate with lighter steps, the weight of Robert's lies slowly loosening their grip on him. Steven's words echoed in his mind: I should have reached out. I should have tried harder. But I was too scared.Christopher understood that fear now. He had been carrying it himself for years.Days passed. Christopher continued to train with the family, to help with the garden, to sit with Wilfreda and listen to her stories about Harry. He was slowly, cautiously, beginning to feel like he belonged.And then he saw Janelle in the garden.She was standing by the rose bushes, her fingers brushing the petals, her expression distant. She didn't notice him at first, and for a moment, he considered turning around, giving her space. But something held him back.He walked toward her slowly, his footsteps soft on the gravel path. "Janelle."She turned, her eyes guarded. "Chris

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